Who told you life would be easy?
Who said you'd always get your way?
Who made you think the world revolved around you?
That person needs to be flambayed!
Life is an uphill struggle.
You're lucky to make it a quarter of the way,
before you start hitting the down side.
The king sits at the top of the hill,
he throws rocks at you, laughing his ass off.
How dare you challenge him!
We all hold on to our delusions of granduer for awhile,
some longer then others.
A few manage to rise above the gravity,
the rest of us slam to the ground and get doused in reality.
I was once a dreamer, like you.
I was once a fool.
I draped myself in romantic trappings,
hoping to catch a match made in heaven.
I got a devil with an angel's face instead.
He promised me the world and left me his trash.
I guess that makes me jaded.
Solving life's little mysteries aren't my priority.
I'm happy to make it through the day.
I'm just going through the motions, but I still pray once a day.
I don't believe in the fairy tales.
I don't hope for better.
I sit in my corner of the room and make due.
It's survival I'm striving for.
My life's vision got twisted around.
Now I don't remember where I was going in the first place.
My memory seems to blur out the good things.
I shield myself from others dreams.
Covered and protected I hide my soul away.
You do what you want, but you can't say,
that I didn't warn you.
Life will have it's own way with you.
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